monster study

The wandering lonely soul has already forgotten his name, where he came from and why he picked up the pen have become unsolved puzzles.

ripped?Is that his name?He himself does not know.

When Lu Zhifei asked the question "Who are you", the boy's eyes showed unprecedented confusion.

He stopped writing and looked at Lu Zhifei at a loss, "Who am I? I am me."

But I am me, and who am I?Who are they?what am i doing hereCountless questions came one after another, and the mind that had stopped thinking for a while started to function again, but there seemed to be a voice in the boy's heart that prevented him from continuing to think.

Fragments of memory are like rusted and broken bicycle chains, dragging on the ground with an ugly sound.The chain was held by hands covered in black oil, rubbing against his nerves over and over again.

The more the boy thought about it, the more headache he felt, and the more he felt at a loss.

He looked at his clean hands, and the voice in his heart told him: Just keep painting, just keep painting, don't worry about it so much...

"I don't know, I don't know... Leave me alone, I'm just drawing here, why do you care about me?!" The boy grabbed the banknotes on the ground and held them in his arms, staring at Lu Zhifei and Shang with full of vigilance. Si stepped back step by step, as if staring at the robbers who were trying to take the last bit of his property.

He gasped for breath, strands of black air came out of his body, but his eyes were as bright red as blood.

"The inner demon has broken out." Shang Si frowned slightly.

However, this demon did not launch any attack as Lu Zhifei thought. After the boy roared indiscriminately, he ran away.He ran away, maybe hid in a corner and continued to paint his paintings quietly.

The little stammer looked at his back worriedly, and twisted the corner of his clothes in self-blame.It would be great if he was stronger and able to defeat the inner demon.

The doubts in Lu Zhifei's heart became more and more serious. He hugged Xiaojieba in his arms and asked, "Can you tell me why you call him Popo?"

Little Stutter tilted his head and thought for a while, then nodded heavily, "En!"

Xiao stammered to demonstrate to Lu Zhifei in person, and Taibai Taihei volunteered to help him.A group of people came to the carport near the dormitory building in the dark, where most of the bicycles parked were students.

Lu Zhifei also had one before, and he used it to drive Shang Si.But I don't know why, since the car was driven by the Shang IV, the tires often blew out or the chain was old. Lu Zhifei finally gave up on it after repairing it a few times.Later, Ma Yanyan borrowed it for a ride, and said that he would take a schoolgirl he liked for a ride. Lu Zhifei kindly reminded him that this car was prone to failure, but he didn't take it to heart, and was determined to take the Wenqing route.

As a result, the tire of the car blew out halfway, and Ma Yanyan carried it halfway in order to show his masculinity, and almost exhausted himself to death.

Memories always pop up like this inadvertently, hiding all the helpless and even plain pictures into mellow sake, making you smile.

And then when you come back to reality, reality is so fucked up.

Xiao stuttered and chose a bicycle, holding a nail that came from nowhere in his hand, and was gesturing to poke the tire.Taibai and Taihei squatted beside him to help him hold the tire, shouted in a low voice to refuel, and tried to fool Xiaobai into giving them the great and difficult task of "poke the tire".

The most speechless was Shang Si, who squatted in front of the bicycle and gave on-site guidance with a happy face, "Poke there, there, poke hard!"

Before Lu Zhifei had time to stop it, the little stutterer, encouraged by many parties, punctured the tire. "Crack!" was the last cry of life.

"What are you guys doing?" Lu Zhifei smiled calmly.

"Poke the tire, Lu Lu! Great!" Taibai Taihei answered him dancing, Shang Si kept squatting innocently and took a step to the side, keeping his hands in his sleeves to express that he had done nothing.

Lu Zhifei stared at him with a clear goal, "Did you tell me just now that you want to eat rice dumplings for supper? Now there are no more."

"Baby, I was wrong." Shang Si immediately admitted his mistake, and then appealed unwillingly after admitting his mistake, "But it was obviously not me who poked the tire."

"But you are the biggest." Lu Zhifei was merciless.

At this time, Xiao stuttered "Ah, ah" and called Lu Zhifei, and hugged the flat tire and gestured to him, "Circle, there is a hole. Rub it, rub it, fix it!"

friction friction?A song suddenly sounded in Lu Zhifei's heart, but his thoughts ran a little far away for a while.Little stuttered thinking that he didn't understand, and continued to rub hard on the hole with his little hands, "That's it, that's it, Popo will fix the hole."

Now Lu Zhifei understood, he was simulating the action of repairing a tire, so that boy named "Po Po" is a car repairman?

"A car repairman who was hit by a car near the school is easy to find out." Shang Si said.

"No, the scope is even smaller." Lu Zhifei thought carefully, "There is only one repair shop near the school that can repair bicycles. My previous bicycles were always broken, so I often go there. I know everyone in the shop. I can be sure that this person has not been broken in the store in the past three years, so he is either a newly hired employee this year, or passed away three years ago. I will go to the store tomorrow and ask if Popo really works in their shop, they can't have no impression."

"Well, the analysis is very organized, but before that we may have to avoid the limelight first." Shang Si raised his eyebrows and glanced back, the flashlight shone from a distance, accompanied by the school security guard who was full of arrogance. Shouts: "Who's there?!"

Lu Zhifei never thought that there would be such a moment in his life that he wanted to run away, but Shang Si skillfully picked up Xiaojieba and Taibai Taihei, then hugged Lu Zhifei by the waist, and skimmed up the fence lightly, like the moonlight Like a rogue, he also left a handsome and windy back for the security uncle.

The security guard stared blankly for two or three seconds, rubbed his eyes to make sure he wasn't dreaming, then turned around and found the bicycle with a blown tire, and the crime tools were still rolling on the ground.

He was thrown out of the blue in an instant, and he yelled angrily: "What a wicked son of a bitch! You don't sleep in the middle of the night and you pierce a tire, you're sick!"

Fortunately, Lu Zhifei couldn't hear these words.

The next day, Lu Zhifei woke up early, and went out with a little stutterer to find out the mystery of the origin of broken.When they arrived at the repair shop, the shop had just opened, and the middle-aged boss with a bird's nest head came to greet the customers while wiping the toothpaste foam from the corner of his mouth.

Besides Lu Zhifei, there was also a younger student who came to the repair shop early in the morning. The bicycle he was pushing looked familiar.

"Hey, isn't this the grass? It's been a long time." The boss greeted Lu Zhifei enthusiastically. Lu Zhifei's name is known far and wide.

But Lu Zhifei always felt that it was Shang Si's fault, who made him hang around in his school every three days?Who here doesn't know Shang Si and his windmill?Everyone knows that it's Lu Zhifei who came to pick up the server.

The photos circulated in the university town forum can be used to make ten photobooks, and Shang Si always manually likes the photos he thinks are good.

Lu Zhifei smiled and said hello to the boss, and then went straight to the point, handing the dilapidated portrait he drew to the boss to recognize him.

The moment the boss saw the painting, the remaining sleepiness in his mind dissipated in an instant, and a trace of regret appeared on his easy-going face, "It's Wang Jun, a good young man who worked with me before. Why don't you asked him to come?"

"Does the boss know where he is now?"

"Dead." The boss scratched his messy hair, "It happened four or five years ago. At the intersection ahead, he was hit by a van that was driving illegally. Tell him, he was fine yesterday. Well, it’s gone today. I’m exhausted and don’t know what to draw. It’s just suffering. It’s not as good as a cat. If you go to the classroom to join in the fun, you will become an Internet celebrity cat, don’t you think? Wang Jun couldn’t do it until he died. Go in and listen to a few classes..."

As he was talking, the boss saw the sad expression on the young man pushing the bicycle next to him, and realized that he had said too much, so he stopped quickly, "Well, it happened a few years ago, in fact, it was an accident. Unexpectedly, isn’t it? It’s Xicao, why did you suddenly inquire about him?”

"Oh, a friend asked me to ask, and said that I asked this person to borrow something and forgot to return it, to see if he is still there." Lu Zhifei said.

"Here, there's nowhere to return it when he's gone. Wang Jun left some things with me, and no one came to pick them up." The boss asked, "Does your friend know Wang Jun's family? Otherwise, help me." Ask him if he can take it back? After all, it’s a relic, so it’s not good to keep it here.”

Relic?Lu Zhifei asked, "May I ask what it is?"

"Some sketches, and a lunch box or something. It's not a big thing, so it's easy to carry."

As an outsider, the boss has helped a wage earner keep the relics for so many years, which is considered very kind.Lu Zhifei thought for a while, then called Shang Si, pretending that he had asked a friend, and said that he could help bring the relic back home.The boss trusted Lu Zhifei, so he took out the things and gave them to him.

It was a well-sealed old cardboard box, and the box was a little heavy.The boss has always wanted to give this cardboard box away, but he really wants to let go, and the mood that should have been relaxed suddenly became heavy again.

Perhaps, it was because he inevitably recalled the young man who lived a particularly hard life, so he couldn't help but sigh again, "Be careful not to touch the water, most of them are drawings. Although it looks worthless, But at least there is something left behind, not to mention that his paintings are actually quite good, those flowers and plants, kittens and puppies are just like the real thing."

Lu Zhifei nodded in response, holding the cardboard box was not in a relaxed mood, but felt that maybe he should do something.Xiao stammered in his bag, and tears almost flooded his mobile phone.

After Lu Zhifei left, the boss and the student pushing the cart sighed for a while.It took a while for the boss to come back to his senses, looked at the student and asked rather strangely: "Do you repair the car?"

I stayed here sad for a long time, but I didn't say why I came here.

"Oh yes! I'll fix the tire, fix the tire." The student slapped his head, as if waking up from a dream, "I don't know which bastard poked the tire of my bicycle in the middle of the night yesterday. It's such a big hole. The most amazing thing is the hole. I stuffed a 100-yuan card, so I’m sick.”

The boss thought about it seriously, and agreed: "It's probably not a serious illness."